You don't pass your time in limbo
Or hang out with the crowd
Sitting on the stoop like a little girl

Who took the wrong road into town
But you got that short cut way about you
And no one's gonna stare you down

You cook much better on a lower flame
You burn much better when the sun goes down


And heaven can wait
But you ought to be a saint
I got your very best intentions

Helping me along
And if I ever fail to mention
You were an overnight sensation

Well take it from me
My baby's a saint
My baby's a saint


I believe you were a new arrival
On the fast train passing through

And you traded in your luck for survival
To sweeten up the witch's brew
You had a better way of working magic

A little mystery in your eyes
Instead of rolling over you remained the same
You took the whole world by surprise